under this crushing wait, i’m sinking it never goes away, the thinking echoes in empty rooms decaying alone to face the rest of me

so long sentiment it doesn’t matter now

what the h-ll is wrong with me? why am i torturing myself? inhaling all these memories like a breath of fire sent from h-ll

lead in my gut, not in my spine i feel distracted all the time well lucky me i’m finally all alone i’ll miss you

so long sentiment it doesn’t matter now

what the h-ll is wrong with me? why am i torturing myself? fixated on these memories like a prisoner inside a cell

with nothing useful to say and no one to listen to it filling the deep with the pain, i slowly sink into it consider questionable things to try to get me through it i’ve tried to push it away but i always give into it long for the taste of the rain that finally helps subdue it and washes this all away

under this crushing wait, i’m sinking it never goes away, the thinking echoes in empty rooms are saying “time to erase the rest of me”